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Taking on the “Mike” challenge regarding a short post. I’ll do better this post.

My sister asked me how many orgasms I typically have in a week. I estimate it probably averages out to about 14, or about 2 a day. A bad week is still probably 10, a really active one, maybe 20, even 25. Life is good!

I shared some background about my new friends, TJ and Kim. My relationship with them has evolved over the past 6-7 months. While some of this should be in past tense, I write using a current tense as I am sharing it with you for the first time. I think that makes it easier to follow, no? Anyway, I babble too much. . .

I left off stating that Kim began sharing details of her sex life with me. More to the point, the lack of details. Kim rarely has sex with TJ, and it’s been that way throughout their marriage. Yes, they had sex enough to have two kids, so yes, they have sex. But rarely.As I learned, it was Kim that had a lot of sexual hangups. Hangups she openly admitted.

She grew up being told sex was dirty, naughty, and the only acceptable response to sexual desire was guilt and shame. So, yeah, there’s that.

I mentioned that she knew TJ and his ex-wife, Shelagh, even before they were married as they ran around the same circle of friends. She said she always had a crush on TJ but felt she couldn’t “compete” with Shelagh. She knew Shelagh well and knew Shelagh to be bisexual, open to threesomes, and basically open to anything sexual. She wore her sexuality on her sleeve, which was in contrast to Kim, who locked it away buried deep inside her soul.

Kim had limited sexual experiences before TJ. She had sex “a few times” with a boyfriend that was fairly serious and they dated for almost six months. She admits the break up had to do with her reluctance to have sex. And it wasn’t about “saving herself for marriage.” She made it clear to the then boyfriend that it was what he should expect from her always. She even told him, “Sex is something I don’t enjoy.”

She had a single one-night stand that she “forced herself to do” as she put it. She just wanted to break out of her sexual shell and thought that might do it. It didn’t. It only made her feel worse about herself and about sex in general.

She even “messed around,” as she called it, once with a woman, but stopped it before they went too far. She said it was in reaction to trying to “be like Shelagh.”

She admitted she had this admiration for Shelagh along with a simultaneous feeling of disgust, all wrapped in jealousy as Kim was attracted to TJ. She always thought of TJ as unattainable and that he wouldn’t ever go for someone “like her.” She saw Shelagh’s appeal to TJ as being 100% sexual and always imagined they had incredible, crazy, non-stop sex. Kim said she felt so disconnected because she couldn’t even imagine the word “incredible” and “sex” could go together but just knew that it did for other people.

Kim also doesn’t masturbate and had a traumatic experience as a child when she was caught touching herself. It makes me angry to think about it. She said she was only 8 or 9 and had no clue about what sex was or that it even existed as a thing people did. She simply noticed one day that it felt good to rub down there. She said in her mind it was no different than say, the feeling of a good stretch or a cool washcloth on a warm face. It wasn’t sexual in her innocent mind. It just felt good.

To her parents, you’d think she had just strangled a baby. They were mortified. She says it took her years to even understand all the terrible things they told her as the thoughts her parents projected were so foreign and over her young head. While she didn’t understand the meaning, she did understand they were terrible things. She said her parents said a lot of things, but two words stuck with her. Even though she didn’t understand what that meant at the time, she understood they were terrible things. “Pervert.” “Deviant.”

Who would call a child such a thing? And it wasn’t like they just overreacted and let it drop. For years her parents, especially her mom, would bring up that incident as an example of her abnormal behaviors and thoughts.

FAST FORWARD TO MARRIAGEShelagh and TJ got divorced and Shelagh dropped out of their social circle. Kim and TJ always talked here and there, but the talks became more frequent and then turned into actual dates with just the two of them and not their group of friends. Kim said that once it was clear they liked each other and were dating, she knew she would have to force herself to perform all the wild things she had conjured up in her head that TJ and Shelagh must have done.

Kim said that once they had sex it was obvious to TJ that something was up. He could tell she was “uncomfortable yet ambitious.” She vividly remembers those two words because at the time she told herself, “That’s better than pervert and deviant.” They then had a frank conversation about sex. She remembers it as one of the most mortifying discussions she ever had. Here’s this guy she has always had a crush on, who she thinks expects gymnastics in the bedroom. And here she is, worse than a sexual novice, she was a sexual desert, void of any positive feelings about sex.

He told her that the sex was not as important to him as simply being around her. At the time she interpreted as “let’s just be friends” but, to her amazement, quickly realized that no, he still wanted to be dating her. To be clear, he did tell her that he enjoyed the sex they had, and would enjoy more of it, but that he understood if it was something she didn’t want to do very often. She said she didn’t have the courage to tell him, “Very often? How about never?”

They did have sex here and there but said it was always something “she allowed” TJ to do to her. It wasn’t something she did to him or that the did together. How sad.

Clearly, TJ accepted this. They got married and had sex enough times to have two kids within four years. Kim said that at the time, having sex with the prospects of getting pregnant was the first time she had an inkling of enjoyment out of the sex. She looked at as “sex with a purpose” and that purpose didn’t include feeling the pleasure that was “deviant or perverted.”

Oddly, Kim said that her feelings about sex are compartmentalized as to apply only to her. She understands others enjoy it and wants others to enjoy it. She said even thinking of her daughters as sexually active someday doesn’t bother her. She said she knows Hailey masturbates and even offered to buy her a vibrator (which she said Hailey embarrassingly declined and said, “Mom! Are you nuts? I don’t want to talk to you about that.” Kim said she told Hailey there wasn’t any need to talk, but that it was okay and fine if she ever wanted to talk or wanted a vibrator.

To me, it’s incredible to hear that, and other examples she shared of being very sex-positive with her daughter. I often find the “sins of the parents” are often instilled into their kids who can’t help but project the judgment of their own parents onto their kids. And while I know it isn’t always like that, rarely is it the opposite extreme of openly rejecting that judgment. Good for Kim, and if only she could reject that judgment on herself.

TODAY (as in a few months ago)
Kim told me that she and TJ have sex a few times a year. She does oral on his birthday, and beyond that, it’s just penis-in-vagina sex. She does let him finger her, but she rarely touches his penis. She says she thinks she has climaxed a few times but isn’t sure (which to me, means she hasn’t).

She told me she really wishes she could open up sexually, but it just horrifies her. I suggested counseling but she said that horrifies her even more. She said she can barely talk about it with TJ, is totally weirded out by talking to me about it, and can’t imagine talking to a stranger. She said she is only able to overcome her fear and talk to me because I seem so at ease with my sexuality. (Yes, Kim asked me all sorts of details and I shared them as if sharing a favorite recipe).

Then, one day, she told me she had something to ask me. I recognized her expression and awkwardness. I’ve seen it before. It meant that the topic had something to do with sex. My mind raced with what it might be as I had been sensing she was wanting something sexually from me. What she asked me was not the “something” that I was expecting.

HIGH SEXUAL DRIVE
My sexual drive has been off the charts. From “off the charts low“ to “off the charts high. Can’t seem to regulate it into some consistent middle ground. After some time at the “low” end, I am currently riding a big high of sexual energy and appetite. Luckily my lifestyle presents a daily all you can eat buffet – literally and figuratively speaking.

I know I’ve shared having sex, whether it be with Mike, John, or Matt, as well as with Kayla or Donna. But I don’t think I’ve really talked directly about my sexual proclivities. Sharing my fondness of one act or another is likely grounds for turning some of you off. After all, everyone knows that everyone’s kink is disgusting, except their own. Well, you will just have to be disgusted because I am in the sharing mood. Actually, I don’t think I will share a bunch of details, but enough that your imagination can fill in the blanks.

Lately, I wake up horny, like a ten on a scale of one to ten. I stay aroused all day, maybe hitting five shortly after an orgasm, but staying around six or seven, even when doing nothing remotely sexual. The bubbles are always there. You know, those electrical tingles that rumble and flicker in your tummy and parts south. While I may put them out of my mind for a moment or two, it doesn’t take much for them to demand my attention.

Masturbation helps, but I noticed a jump from five back to seven very quickly. Whereas, having sex with someone seems to keep me at a manageable five for a little longer before the sexual urges slowly start dialing themselves back up. Hormones!! or is it, Whore moans? hee-hee. Oh, I better not go there, else I may be spanked.

Suffice to say, I’ve been actively seeking out sex lately, and often one orgasm just isn’t enough. Fortunately, with my sex dial at maximum, I often climax first, and after reciprocating the delight, I can usually count on my partner to “come through” for me and deliver me a second.

SEX AND MORE SEXMike doesn’t like to go down on me after cumming in or around my hinterlands. So with him, it typically means my first orgasm is through oral sex and the second through vaginal or anal. Of course, if Kayla is there, which she often is, she doesn’t hesitate to “clean me up” so to speak.

Historically, I can reach orgasm from giving oral sex, but it is rare. It’s far more common lately. And sometimes I am lucky to have two in quick successions, such as when I am sucking on Mike while Kayla is going to town on me, or vice versa. And if they aren’t done, it’s a bonus for me to see them through to their orgasm which just might bring me to number three.

Pre-DD I was never multi-orgasmic. It was like the orgasm was the exclamation point on the end of the sentence. Now, it’s more like a comma. It simply means marks a brief pause and that there is more come..er, I mean, more to come. And come I do. hee-hee

It made for a fun Sunday at John and Donna’s. Matt was there as well as he still joins us for our Sunday Football (or Sunday Ball’in as the guys lovingly call it). Yeah, I admit it, I was the center of attention on a mini-gangbang. Hey, I like it, and Mike loves the cuck. And it was great because Kayla was there the whole time as well since J was out most of the day with his cousins. So, between three guys and two women, there typically was always someone ready for another round of fun with me. It was a nice day of debauchery.

While I’ve done the “one in each hole” thing before, this time I really got into it. They each had turns at different “stations of the Jennifer” as I jokingly called it. I am so bad! Anyway, that was something new.

Also, while we keep discipline and sex separate, I have wanted the sex rougher lately. Like, really getting my ass smacked hard while in doggy, or a harder nipple pulls or breast slaps than usual. I think the aggression and the mix of pain and pleasure helps. And even being handcuffed. Yummers! Not my usual sexual m.o., but I am not complaining – and neither is Mike

OTHERS?It crossed my mind that maybe a new sexual adventure might help quench my thirst. I thought of my friend Valerieand perhaps offering my help in their quest for a threesome. However, I advised myself against it. The friendship vibe I have with her doesn’t seem conducive to a threesome. Plus, she doesn’t like even talking to me about the things we’ve talked about. She is very private. She will sometimes bring up a specific question or comment, but once she is satisfied with an answer, she switches the conversation to more mundane things. If it is that awkward for her to talk about, then, I can only imagine how uncomfortable she would be with me as the third.

MIKE’S THOUGHTS?
There aren’t any other prospects out there unless Mike has any requests for me, and he does not. Mike’s take on my high sex drive has been great. He can only do so much, and said it’s nice I can find release, however fleeting, without him. That’s not just the “cuck” in him speaking, but.. well, wait a minute. Yeah, that would be the “cuck” in him speaking. ha!

Although, to be honest, yes, he enjoys sharing me, but it isn’t just that. He also enjoys my enjoyment, whether it be with Kayla or Donna or one of the other guys. The way he puts it is he likes seeing me being sexually pleasured whether I am masturbating or having sex with someone else. He likes to see me and think of me as a sexual being who enjoys sex. Luckily, I make it so that he doesn’t have to think very hard, hee-hee. Point is, my pleasure and enjoyment is at the center of his pleasure and enjoyment. How thoughtful! lol.

There you have it. That’s what’s been going on sex-wise. I hope it levels out soon. I can’t believe it is almost contract time again! It will be up on March 17, less than two months away. If I am still in this sex frenzy, I am afraid it could distort my judgment. We’ve already talked a little about it and there is not much we plan on changing. Just codifying a few things that we basically already changed in practice.

Yeah, I have a feeling at some point I won’t have the same appreciation as I do today over the thoughts of having a vibrator in me 24×7. Although I don’t think that is even necessary. I am so horny that my heartbeat is enough to get me going. Yep, those electrical tickles are at it again making their way to the hinterlands. I need to excuse myself. . .

I was prepared to write about my last spanking under our “2.0” Contract. As I wrote a “short” intro to share a little bit about things under our newest Contract, that intro became very long, so, I decided to split this in two posts. You spanking aficionados will have to wait one more post for that story.

37 HOURS IN
We signed the new contract the night before last, so I am only about 37 hours into the new contract. I was already prepared before we signed:

HOMEMAKER DUTIESMy Homemaker Schedule was ready to go, setting which tasks I do on which days and mapping out my days. It was a bit humorous to schedule in masturbation. It takes a bit of the fun out of it to know that at 1:00 today I allotted myself 30 minutes for this. But such “self time” should be part of every homemakers duties, don’t you agree? Not that I expect to have any problems reaching orgasm in thirty minutes (probably will take 5-10), but it would be funny to have to report to Mike that I am behind schedule because I took too long to orgasm. For reasons shared on my last post, I fully expect my masturbation to finish well ahead of schedule. Hee-hee.

My schedule is not ultra rigid and each day has some “slack” in it where it is just “Miscellaneous Chores” so I can catch up if needed without throwing off the schedule. Mike also understands there is always the unexpected things in life we can’t anticipate, especially with a child and even more so with one with special needs. When the unexpected happens I just need to communicate with Mike and get his approval for a revised plan. My schedule is entered into my calendar on my phone and Mike is able to access from his phone.

I already completed some research on various household tasks. Who ever knew that someone has figured out the best way to wash dishes, or fold a particular piece of clothing? Oh wait, I know who knew. Our grandmothers! Ha! For real though, this stuff should be taught in school. Home-Economic classes should be mandatory (for both sexes).

MANTRA
I had my Mantra’s memorized perfectly, and then Mike asked for a last-minute tweak. I agreed as I liked the changes and, of course, I want to please Mike. However, it means I don’t quite have them both memorized. I got the Morning Mantra correct the first two mornings (Yea!!) but I did flub the Evening Mantra last night. Given the last-minute change Mike gave me three days to get the new ones down without Discipline; however, I was still disappointed with myself for not getting it right. I will get it right tonight!

CHEAT SHEETS
I created some cheat-sheets. I put a reminder sticky note on my steering wheel that says, “Inform Mike?” This reminds me that I need to let him know if I go somewhere other than a scheduled errand. I also taped a similar sticky note to the back of my phone, “Inform and Defer to Mike.” This reminds me to keep Mike informed of schedule changes and check with him before I commit to anything.

CLOTHING
We ordered some new clothes and they have already began to arrive. They are fabulous and there is more to come. I posted this before but it is worth saying again — THANK YOU to jadescastle. She suggested these two websites, eshakti.com and modcloth.com for clothing inspiration. I loved the stuff and Mike was very inspired by what he saw – so much so he dramatically increased my shopping budget and helped pick out some things. In addition, we found a site that Mike approved of that had more clothing that was suitable for Kayla. She will have some of the same type of clothes that I have, but Mike wanted her to have some clothes more befitting her age. Thus Mike got Kayla several outfits from Fashion Nova.

GRACEFULNESS
I am working on being more “graceful” and Mike has given me time to incorporate this new requirement into my habits. He said he is looking for “progress” not “perfection” as he recognizes the challenge. Walking and sitting is so second nature that even simple changes are hard to remember. This is easily my least favorite of my new requirements. I am not complaining, just staying of all my favorite things, this is my least favorite! I very much appreciate Mike showing some flexibility on this one as it will definitely take some time to master.

GIRL FUN!
Mike wanted to celebrate our new agreement in several ways. He and I will have a night out this Friday. In addition, he is giving Kayla and I almost all of Saturday to have our own “girls day” that lasts all day and evening, just Kayla and I.

Our day includes some “spa time,” complete with massage, manicure, pedicure, hair styled, new make up, and other indulgences. We’ll probably see a movie as well, have a nice lunch and dinner, and plan to pop into a club – something we’ve never done before. Even though Mike set a few rules of behavior for us to follow, it is most definitely going to be a fun day and evening out with Kayla while Mike stays home with J. Mike set a curfew of 12:30 a.m. for us, and he plans to already be asleep in Kayla’s bed. He told us no need to wake him as he is leaving our bed for just Kayla and I to enjoy for the night. . . and enjoy we shall!

Becoming disciplined is not all about being Disciplined! It includes treats as well!

Yes, I’ve been bad about posting. I could name the usual “too busy” excuses but I find we make the time for what’s important, and to be honest, my blog has slipped on my priority list.

The enthusiasm I had to share my story has waned. About nine or ten months ago my personal amazement along with my complete surprise with myself, my choices, and the results of those choices, all propelled me to share my story and continuing sharing as events unfolded.

Once I got the background of my story complete — all the way back onPost 13. Now What?, I mentioned that my goal was to share my approach to DD. I also wrote that while I would share the occasional steamy details, I didn’t intend to purposefully write erotically or for masturbation fodder. I am happy if you found my writing to be either of those things – or both – but consider that a happy bonus! It wasn’t my focus.

My life with Domestic Discipline has sort of evened out, hit a steady stride, or whatever you want to call it. Simply put, it is just “my life” and not “my life with DD.” This is a positive thing, as it means that my lifestyle is, well, normal! Okay, at least normal for me.

My passion for living my lifestyle has not waned. I am, however, less surprised or amazed by my antics. And that lack of surprise and amazement makes it hard to blog. I know there are many things that occur during the week that would continue to provide you with surprise, amazement, and shock, if not at least some general interest. Add to that perhaps some sexual stimulation or at least fodder for your mind to wander to places you wouldn’t have thought to wonder otherwise. Yes, sharing my life may do those things, but I have found I have a harder time identify those things, because it all seems so “normal” to me.

The things that aren’t normal have to do with Kayla which is why so many of my recent posts involve that relationship. I could continue to share that stuff — it is very exciting, new, amazing, crazy, wild, titillating, you name it! But, I feel that I am more sharing her story than mine. Not that I don’t mind doing that, but I know she minds. In her words, she is okay with being a “plot line” but she doesn’t want to be the main character. If you read my many recent posts, she is definitely center stage!

So, I need to re-evaluate what I choose to share. More accurately, how I choose to share it. For instance, I was going to write about some fun things Kayla has come up with. She is very adventurous and has staged some various “scenes” for us. Mike and I never role played before, and it has been very fun. But, I feel more compelled to share what I believe it means to Kayla, or what she experienced, more so than to share what it means to me and what I experienced. In fairness to Kayla, I just can’t do that.

I enjoy sharing, so will just have to figure out a way where I can both bring and received the same enthusiasm and excitement that I got from my first 100 or so posts. I am sure it’ll come to me. One thing I am anxious to share is how it goes with my “coming out” to my sisters. Haven’t done it yet, but expect it soon.

Anyway, sorry for the boring post. I just needed to share what’s rattling around in my brain instead of what’s being slapped on my ass! Although, that reminded me….. hummm, maybe next time.

This is a continuation of the prior post. I broke it into two posts because I prefer to read shorter posts, and figure you do too. In the prior post I wandered in thought regarding various subjects. In this one, I wanted to share what our first “normal” day was like, unencumbered by holiday visitors.

ROUTINE? OR NOT SO ROUTINE?My youngest son is back in school and while my middle son doesn’t return to class for another week, he left out of town with some friends for some fun and won’t be back until Friday, when he packs up leaves to go back to college. That means an empty house for us. In addition, Mike took this entire week off!

So, what did our morning look like today?

We set a schedule for our sleeping arrangements that may change but for now is this. On Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday Kayla sleeps with us in our bed. On Thursdays Mike sleeps with Kayla in her double bed. That leaves Friday, Saturday, and Sunday for just Mike and I. Giving Kayla a night alone with Mike was my idea. At first we talked about me sleeping in Kayla’s bed while her and Mike slept in our room, but Mike thought it better for him to switch beds versus me. I wasn’t objecting to either approach but I did prefer to stay in my bed. I think Mike picked up on that preference. For one, I am the most comfortable there, but really, I think it is about “owning” my space. It is symbolic but does mean something to me. Funny, I don’t feel possessive about Mike, but I do about my bed! Anyways, while that is our basic schedule, Mike can always call an audible and change it up. Kayla said she really hates sleeping alone in the next room and Mike already knows that he can use this knowledge as a special treat or punishment as needed.

The alarm went off and Kayla and I got up while Mike stayed in bed. Kayla immediately went to clean her room (as per Morning Inspection in Post 104. What’s my Role?) and I got dressed, laid out Mike’s clothes, and then went to wake up our son and get him off to school. (J will often wake up in his own and texts me that he is up. If so, I get up and tend to him while Mike and Kayla sleep a little longer). On this particular morning, J slept longer than normal and I got up and woke him.

Kayla soon came into the kitchen as J and I were leaving and she started cleaning up the few dishes. As soon as I pulled away in the car, Kayla undressed and then completed cleaning.

She heard Mike moving about so she quickly went into our room to ask him if he needed anything. “Just my morning kiss first. Then, while I finish getting dressed and use the bathroom take ten minutes to get ready for your morning inspection and have a cup of coffee waiting for me as we meet me in your room for the inspection.” (See, no grapes, just coffee).

FAILED INSPECTION = SPANKING Kayla hurriedly brushed her hair, brushed and flossed her teeth, and double checked her room. She got the coffee and when she returned to her room Mike was waiting. He proceeded to inspect everything. He actually made a checklist for himself because there are so many very specific things he checks for. It is much like you imagine a drill sergeant would be! Kayla cannot use the list when cleaning and has to remember everything.

Mike took Kayla’s hand and measured out three finger spaces between every hanger, and saw that every hanger and item of clothing was indeed facing the same way. She passed that. He ran his fingers across furniture, baseboards, and window sill. All good. Her bed was neatly made and he had her stand next to it. He said, “There’s one.” He pointed to her knee and remarked that the bedspread is hanging too far down as it is only supposed to come to her knee. He went through each drawer and everything was neatly and correctly organized. He got down on his hands and knees and looked under the bed. “There’s two,” as he pulled a sock out from under her bed. He then proceeded with the body inspection (92. The Inspection), which she passed.

He then had her unlock her toy box and he took out a long paddle and gave her 20 firm ones, 10 for each fault in her inspection. He then gave her 10 more, saying he wasn’t satisfied with how red her ass was.

FAILED INSPECTION = MORE THAN JUST A SPANKING When I got home I immediately undressed in the entry way and greeting Mike and Kayla in the kitchen. I could see she was a bit teary eyed and her butt was red, so it was clear she got a spanking, the details of which she later shared with me. But more surprising was that she was on the floor on all fours, next to Mike. Hee said that Kayla was not allowed to stand up until the top of the hour and could only crawl and she must follow him wherever he needed to go. This was added punishment for her leaving a sock on the floor. He said that perhaps keeping her on the floor would help remind her to check under her bed. In all he made a trip to our bedroom, out to the garage to get something, to our pantry, and to our living room. That’s a lot of crawling on some mostly hard floors.

At the top of the hour he told her she could get up. He asked her how she was feeling and as she rubbed her knees she said, “Good Sir, this was hard on my knees but I am okay and thank you, Sir.”

Throughout the morning Mike continued to require a lot from Kayla. Fetch him this or that, clean this or that. Sometimes it was just, “stand still in front of me until I tell you that you can move.” When one of her “Yes, Sir’s” didn’t sound sincere, he called her across his knee and he spanked her with his hand, then had her just stay there, bent across his knee for some time as he watched t.v. During the commercial breaks he would spank her none stop, then cease when the show came back on. This went on for several commercial breaks.

Kayla finally asked if she could sit up as she said she was getting light-headed from hanging over his knees. Mike allowed her up and ordered her to the corner with her hands straight out in a T-shape. As soon as her arms would droop he would smack her hard in the ass and tell her to get her arms up. Kayla was crying and I finally gave Mike a “WTF” look. He simply held his pointer finger up in a gesture that was a clear, “Don’t say a word, I know what I am doing.”

He eventually told Kayla to put her arms down and to go get the tawse. When she came back with it in hand, he told her to get on her knees and put her arms around her back. He then proceeded to strike each breast three times, then three times again. He then had her hold out her hands and he struck her palms three times, then three times again. Finally, he had her bend over and he spanked her about ten times. Kayla was bawling.

He then told her to stand up and he held her and explained that all of this was over her inspection. He expects the days to start off perfectly and to have to start the day off figuring out a punishment for her is not how he wants to start his days. Therefore, she needs to take the inspections very seriously else the consequences would be very serious. They then followed our Closing Ceremony (aka after care) process.

DECOMPRESSING! SELF-INFLICTED AND ORALLY I was flabbergasted but also recognized this was in response to the things Kayla was asking for. When they were done she came over to me, still crying a bit and I held her more. When she fully calmed down and reassured us she was okay, Mike told her to go bathe to get refreshed. He asked me to assist her and that I was to wash and rinse her. Her bath was actually very soothing for both her and I. It was quiet, just the sounds of water, as I lathered and wiped her body with the washcloth, then rinsed her. I think the pampering helped soothe her – it definitely soothed me!

Once dry we both went to Mike and I reminded him we had some returns to make and that Kayla and I would need to run some errands. To my surprise Kayla asked if she could have permission to masturbate before we left. This was the first time she asked for this, but it was in keeping with her contract.

Mike’s response was two-fold. Would you like to do it here or in your room? “Wherever Sir wishes.” Mike surprisingly said, “Then have some private time and do it in your room.” With that she said, “Thank you, Sir” and left to her room. Mike and I chatted a bit while she attended to herself. We were both surprised by her request but thought it was a good sign that she handled the morning events well and was another indicator she was willing to share what she was feeling.

Mike asked me if I needed some “alone time.” Smiling, I told him no, I was good, but then turned it back on him and asked him if he needed such time. He jokingly said, “No, I don’t need that when I have you and Kayla.” To which I responded, “Well, Kayla is a bit indisposed, so all you have is me right now.” With that, I proceeded to give him a blow job (oh those fringe benefits of being a Dom).

BACK TO THE MUNDANE I had already finished “my business” with Mike when Kayla emerged all chipper and ready to take on the world. We got dressed and left together for our errands. Mike would start taking down our Christmas decorations while we were out, and we would help him when we returned. We did our errands, came home and helped Mike with the decorations. At around 2, Mike gave both Kayla and I an hour to just relax and do nothing or whatever. She proceeded to read a book while I took to my computer to type this post.

I left to pick up J from school. When I got home and J was settled, I worked a bit more on this post. Soon Kayla and I started dinner. Afterwards once things were cleaned the plan was for all of us to continue putting away Christmas stuff (I have tons of decorations throughout my house). After J is asleep the plan is for a date night for Mike and Kayla. They are going to see a late Star Wars movie tonight. After that, it will be bedtime and funtime!

SOMETHING NEW TONIGHT? When Kayla and I were out on our errands, Kayla came up with a scene she would like us to play out tonight. I am sure Mike will be aboard with it. We haven’t ever role-played before, so it will be interesting to see how much we enjoy it. While we may be helping Kayla with new experiences, she is also opening us up to some new ones as well! I’ll use another post to share how it goes.

REFLECTING ON TODAY AND WHAT’S TO COMEI don’t know how typical today will be, but suspect at some point I’ll reflect on it and say, “Yep ,pretty normal!” Just a normal day with a punishment or two, or three, and some extra sizzle at night. Oh yeah, and the occasional day-time bj to satisfy the Dom! Still no feeding him grapes though!

I look at Kayla and feel she is more submissive than I am. That feeling doesn’t intimidate me. It actually reaffirms my satisfaction with my submission as I look at what I am doing and acknowledging that it fits me and my needs. It’s not a competition and the only goal is for us to both receive the level of submission that we need – and right now she seems to need a lot more than I do.

I feel Mike is being more attentive to Kayla right now, but I am okay with that. My semi-experience of having to think “dom-like” for Kayla has me recognizing that Mike has to use a lot of energy on Kayla. He has to learn what works and what does not. Knowing how thoughtful he is, I know he is thinking about it a lot, and thus may be a little distracted regarding my needs. The nice thing is my needs don’t require a lot of attention, so I am not feeling left out.

Mike and I are pretty much on auto-pilot when it comes to my submission. I know what he expects and he knows how to react. My spankings are pretty much “by the book” and uneventful. That is not to say they are meaningless – they still mean a lot to me. They just don’t result in any unexpected emotional reaction or deep reflection. I still love them and hate them with the same intensity and still internalize them the same. I think what I am saying is that there is now a sameness about my DD. I say that with joy, not sadness, as it means that I reached the level of submission that feels right for me. At least for now!

This also allows me the ability to focus more on Kayla right now. That too makes me happy. I am glad that she came along when she did, as six months ago or perhaps even just three, I don’t think I would at a place where I could give her my focus, or give up that focus from Mike.